Friday, October 16, 2009

Rain


Today is probably the fifth time in a row Diego cancelled on me. I didn't expect much else. Now I would admit that I'm in a funk. I went to bed early last night. Sleep felt nice. I don't feel all that rested though. My head feels heavy and like it's full of sand. It's one of those rare times that I have the house to myself. For the time being I've given up on Paige's baby blanket. I bought her an outfit from Kinder Britches. It's precious.
I saw the Doctor yesterday. Not my medical doctor, a college professor I had at EdCC who works full time at SU now. He helped me do psychology on myself. He's one of the few great men I know. I made him late for class. Whoops. I think he forgave me though. The presentation yesterday could have went better, but I think we did fairly well. My women's studies professor gave me a 4 on my journal assignment. I don't know if that's the highest grade she gives. I noticed that one of the really smart guys got a 4, so I assume it is. I hope I do well in my classes, but right now I really don't know how I'm doing. I don't think I'm doing horribly, but I could probably do better. I had this idea when the quarter started that I was going to do a bunch of my assignments ahead of time and be so far ahead, and get A's in all my classes. Then I would get my books for next quarter really early and read through those so I would start out ahead in those classes, and just be the little model student. It's a nice idea.
People talked about how miserable it was yesterday, but I like the rain. It's soul cleansing. I want to go for a walk, but I don't want to procrastinate on studying. If I wasn't volunteering for Equal Rights Washington tomorrow, I probably would. That's going to take up at least half the day. That reminds me I need to contact that woman about volunteering for chore something-or-other. I should do that now so I don't forget again. I'm supposed to volunteer 18 hours by the end of the quarter.
"If love is shelter, I'd rather walk in the rain."

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